• • Aliases
• • 28 years
• • 6'1" and 168 lbs
Sturdy and well built. Used to hiking in the mountains. Muscles build from honest labor.
• • Civilian
• • Personality
Seems a bit slow, when really it just takes him a moment to translate his thoughts into speech. He is usually quiet, but attentative, and by default seems to be at peace with himself. He is surprisingly proud and self-confident, chivalrous and good-willed, and won't hesitate to help someone who needs helping whether in a scuffle or otherwise. A very supportive friend.
• • History
He was found wandering, soaked head to toe, by a hermit in the woods. The boy didn't seem to have any memory of where he'd come from or even what his name was- the woman who found him was kind enough to take him in (or perhaps was just wise in that, she was getting old and creaky and he was young and nimble). He grew up helping her around her cottage, and making trips into town to deliver the goods that she made. When he got older, she taught him her craft before passing away. He lives in the cottage even now, and still makes trips into town to sell bitter medicines, tinctures, and other concoctions. Some people don't even know the old lady's passed away.
• • Guts
Boosts Attack if there is a status problem.
• • Moveset
Bite, Quick Attack, Hyper Fang, Focus Energy
• • Personality
Easily startled, always wary. It seems just as alert as its trainer, and yet it reacts twice as fast than he does. Always on the lookout for food- loves bread and milk the most. Enjoys being scratched under his chin and between his shoulder blades.
• • Background
Ramiel was quick to shoo any vermin or pokemon out of the house while old lady Donovan was still alive- after she passed, however, he kept one on a whim, feeding it and gaining its trust. He went into the town and purchased an apricot ball, came home and caught it very simply. He enjoys the company of Thesys, and vice versa.